eurekapd Chapter 116: Saving the Crazy Mistress in Sheep's Clothing
Chapter 116: Saving the Crazy Mistress in Sheep's Clothing
The Empress of the Ling Dynasty frowned in displeasure after hearing this. "If that's the case, let's not talk about this fickle man anymore."
Seeing that the Queen had spoken, Wen Fengye was even more hesitant to speak.
Who would have thought that Song Yizhi and Wen Yang had already met before? And it seemed that Wen Yang didn't have a very good impression of Song Yizhi.
He had never heard Song Yizi mention this matter at all. He decided to find an opportunity to ask Song Yizi what was going on.
"Let's wait and see during the autumn hunting. If I can meet a man I like then... that would be great." Wen Yang suddenly spoke, and then lowered his head shyly.
The Empress of the Mausoleum laughed and clapped her hands after hearing this. "Well, this is my good boy. If you find a man you like when the time comes, just ask your father for permission to marry him!"
"Yes." Wen Yang smiled sweetly and responded softly.
After hearing this, Wen Fengye, who was standing by, felt a glimmer of hope in his heart. He had thought that the plan would fail, but he didn't expect that Wen Yang would actually choose the man he liked during the hunting. If that was the case, who would have aura that could compare to Song Yizi, the youngest general of the dynasty?
At that time, all Song Yizi needs to do is perform well during the hunting, and Wen Yang will definitely fall in love with him!
Thinking of this, Wen Fengye bowed to the Mausoleum Queen and said, "Mother, I suddenly remembered that I have something important to attend to, so I will return to my palace first."
After hearing this, the Empress of the Ling Dynasty waved her hand and said, "Go ahead. I have Ayang here with me."
Wen Fengye bowed again before leaving Fengxi Palace.
After Wen Fengye left, Wen Yang asked the Empress Dowager, "Mother, is Father feeling better recently?"
Although Wen Yang has been entering the palace frequently recently, Emperor Ling has been busy with government affairs, and Wen Yang is only in the palace in the morning, so she rarely has the opportunity to meet Emperor Ling.
"Now the kitchen still serves the dish called kelp as usual. The Imperial Hospital has also informed the public that they are treating the disease according to the method of autumn dryness. However, your father no longer eats that dish. In addition, the Imperial Hospital has also changed the medicine for your father. Recently, the lump in his neck has obviously reduced a lot." The Queen Mother sighed with some relief.
After hearing her mother's reply, Wen Yang had an idea in her mind. She knew that her father must have started to guard against Wen Fengye.
The Queen of Ling sighed, "Tell me, was Feng Ye doing this intentionally or unintentionally..."
Wen Yang sat on the soft couch opposite the Mausoleum Queen, a sly smile on his lips, "Mother, whether it's intentional or not, we'll soon know."
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At the same time, in the princess's mansion.
Ever since Wen Yang entered the palace every morning, Qingsong would occasionally find opportunities during the day to report some things to Ling Han.
After reporting on some of the developments in Jiang State, he hesitated again and again, and finally spoke in an awkward tone: "Master, you are not really interested in Princess Wenyang, are you..."
After all, when he was delivering messages recently, he always saw that his master was very proactive towards Princess Wen Yang. Last time, after practicing sword, he even hugged the princess' waist without even wearing a shirt!
This scared him who was standing on the tree and watching!
And because his hearing was very good, he heard clearly what his master said at that time. Not to mention the princess, even he, a grown man with a usually cold face and cruel heart, felt his cheeks slightly hot after hearing those words.
Ling Han glanced at Qingsong calmly, "It's just a means of winning him over. With this help, I think my return to Jiang Country will be safer."
Qingsong finally understood and nodded, cupping his hands and saying, "It was my fault for being so foolish that I misunderstood my master."
Ling Han didn't respond, but instead changed the subject and asked, "Have you completed the things I instructed you to do before?"
Qingsong immediately knew what Ling Han was asking about. He pulled out a small white porcelain jar from his bosom and said, "Master, I came here today to give this to you."
Ling Han looked at the small white porcelain jar and frowned in confusion, "What is this...?"
Qingsong explained, "If the powder is too weak to be effective, I'd venture to guess you're requesting it to protect Her Royal Highness. So, I spoke to the pharmacist, and he prepared a lip balm that can cause a person to become unconscious. Just apply a small amount to the lips, and it'll knock you unconscious for an hour, and it's harmless to the body."
Ling Han opened it and saw that there was indeed a box of bright red lip balm inside, which exuded a faint fragrance.
After a long silence, he said, "Well, that's fine. If you don't have anything else to report, you can leave first and don't get discovered."
"Yes." After saying that, Qingsong left carefully.
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Soon, the day of the royal hunting arrived.
As an important annual event, in addition to the royal family members, Emperor Ling also invited many important officials from the court.
The Emperor's carriage was located right in front of the team. Several majestic horses pulled the magnificent golden dragon chariot, which sparkled in the sun.
The carriages of the other royal family members were lined up in the back. Wen Yang was also resting in a gorgeously decorated carriage with Ling Han and Qiu Ju.
Today Wen Yang was wearing a bright red riding suit.
Ling Han was also wearing a riding suit of the same color as Wen Yang. The red color on him was as hot as fire, and combined with his cool appearance, it unexpectedly brought out a sense of nobility.
Qiu Ju silently glanced at the two of them from the side and felt that... the colors that His Highness and Ling Han were wearing today were so festive that it seemed as if they were going to get married...
Suddenly, a voice was heard outside the carriage.
Qiu Ju went out to investigate and when she came back through the curtain, she had a food box in her hand. "Your Highness, this was just delivered by General Song's subordinates. They said it would take some time to get to the enclosure, so they wanted you to have something to eat first. These are snacks from a famous pastry shop in the city."
Wen Yang stared at the food box in Qiuju's hand and said "tsk". He didn't expect that Song Yizi would start to show his courtesy to him from the moment they set out. He was really anxious.
Wen Yang raised a cunning smile at the corner of her lips and waved at Qiu Ju.
Qiuju approached with a puzzled look on her face. Wen Yang whispered a few words in her ear, then said with a smile, "Go."
After hearing this, Qiu Ju widened her eyes and gave Wen Yang a thumbs up, "Your Highness, you are truly murderous."
Wen Yang raised his eyebrows noncommittally.
Then Qiuju went out with the lunch box.
Song Yizi, who was observing silently not far away, was full of confidence. He specially asked the servants in the mansion to arrange the famous pastries in the city in advance, just to give Wen Yang a gift before leaving.
He thought that if Wen Yang received it, he would definitely think he was very thoughtful, considerate, and touched.
So when he saw Wen Yang's maid carrying things into the carriage, he began to imagine how moved Wen Yang would be.
Unexpectedly, the next second, he saw Wen Yang's maid carrying the food box out of the carriage again, handing the things back to the subordinate he had just sent to deliver the food box, and said a few words with a slightly disgusted look.
Then I saw the subordinate coming back dejectedly with a lunch box...
Song Yizhi frowned, "What's going on? Why are you back with something? What did that maid say to you just now?"
The subordinate saw Song Yizhi's expression and hesitated for a moment before mumbling, "The maid said that the personal guards beside His Highness don't like this kind of cake, so she asked you to pick something less sweet next time..."
Song Yizhi: “…”